I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

Tong Xin took a deep breath: "I'm Tong Xin, the heroine who played "Happy Story"."

"Oh." Jian Xingchen said, "I don't know."

"..."

Tong Xin was very angry, but considering Jian Qiaoxin's current status, she didn't dare to get angry casually. She could only say: "It's normal that you two don't know me. After all, people like us who can only be rooted in the crew all the year round really don't have two Fate is good, and it is normal not to meet him on weekdays."

Jian Qiaoxin said: "Take root in the crew?"

Tong Xin smiled: "Yes."

"Why are you here on the rooting crew?" Jian Qiaoxin put down the milk cup: "Shouldn't you be on the crew now?"

"..."

Tong Xin felt like she couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

"You two are here." Someone walked over from Hemian and sat on the opposite sofa, Yan Hengyang crossed his legs: "It's been a few months, have you negotiated a date for resuming work?"

As soon as Jian Qiaoxin saw the director's scalp tense, he sneered: "Not sure yet."

Yan Hengyang "tsk": "There is no rush, I am already looking for a team to work on the post-production of the previous filming content. After the first part is finished, you will come to make up for the latter part."

Jian Xingchen said, "Okay."

Tong Xin, who was ignored on one side, looked at Director Yan on the opposite side in disbelief. Yan Hengyang's status in the director circle is very high. Did "On Weaving Clouds" directly win the Golden Horse Award?

Tong Xin pulled her hair nervously: "Director Yan? How are you?"

Yan Hengyang took a piece of pastry to eat, and glanced at her: "Who are you?"

Tong Xin: "..."

Unrecognized three times in one day.

Tong Xin felt aggrieved, but she still wanted to cooperate with Yan Hengyang, so she could only smirk: "I am Tong Xin, I have acted in "The Story of Joy""

Yan Hengyang swallowed what was in his mouth, thought for a while, and said, "Just that bad movie? So you acted in it!"

Tong Xin wanted to flip the table.

She was about to speak when someone came over. Yan Gan was wearing a crimson suit, bright and bright. When someone occasionally looked over at Jian Qiaoxin while talking, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was a little ruffian.

Yan Gan walked to the sofa and stood still: "Oh, it's so lively."

He was followed by Xiao Zihua, and Xiao Zihua's gaze was fixed on Jian Qiaoxin as soon as he came, completely ignoring Tong Xin who was on the side.

Yan Gan walked behind Jian Qiaoxin and leaned on the sofa: "Are you hungry?"

Jian Qiaoxin pointed to the things on the table and shook her head: "I'm not hungry, I just ate pastry and drank a glass of milk."

Yan Gan said, "Don't you vomit?"

Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "I didn't vomit."

Only then did Yan Gan feel relieved. He played with Jian Qiaoxin's hair and said lazily, "What were you talking about just now?"

Tong Xin on the side said first: "I was just talking about the crew!"

Yan Gan paused, as if he had just discovered the person next to him, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him, the man smiled, "Did I ask you something?"

Tong Xin was taken aback, her face was hot and ugly.

But she didn't dare to offend Yan Gan, so she could only suppress her displeasure and said, "I'm sorry."

Yan Gan withdrew his gaze lightly, and continued to play with Jian Qiaoxin's hair. The profile of his face under the light looked cold and sharp: "Did you steal my words? Who should I apologize to?"

Tong Xin was taken aback, and slowly turned her face to look at Jian Qiaoxin, her beautiful eyes had mist, and she looked at Xiao Zihua pitifully.

Xiao Zihua next to him was thinking about how to start a conversation with Jian Qiaoxin, but he was blown away by this look: "Why the hell are you looking at me, sorry, don't you understand?"

Tong Xin's face was dull, she never imagined that as a first-line actress, she would be forced to apologize to a starlet who was not as good as her in any way.

She reluctantly said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoxin."

Jian Qiaoxin shook her head slightly: "It's okay."

After apologizing, Tong Xin couldn't hold back her face at all, she got up and ran, and after bypassing the crowd, she finally found the benefactor who brought her here this time.

She threw herself into the arms of the gold master and acted like a baby: "Brother Wang, I..."

Director Wang saw that Xiaogan had been wronged, and hurriedly said, "Tongtong, what's wrong?"

Tong Xin wept, and finally confided in aggrieved words: "I just met Jian Qiaoxin, and then I just had a brief chat with him, and it turned out that Mr. Yan..."

Director Wang's face gradually sank after hearing this, he pushed away the person in his arms, and said coldly: "Tong Xin, don't blame me for not warning you, put away your small thoughts, don't mess with Jian Qiaoxin again, Don't try to provoke him again, otherwise, even I can't keep you."

Tong Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded embarrassingly.

It was already night when the birthday party ended, those who had time to go back all left, and those who were too late were arranged to stay in guest rooms in other courtyards by the attendants.

Yan Gan took a bath in the inner room, and the housekeeper came and knocked on the door.

Jian Qiaoxin said: "Please come in."

The butler first half-bowed and bowed, and then said respectfully: "Madam, are the gifts from the guests still stored in the warehouse?"

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't decide what to do, but Yan Gan was still taking a bath inside. He thought for a while, "I'll discuss it with my husband later."

The butler nodded and left.

Not long after he left, Yan Gan came out. The man's lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, water droplets rolled down his strong waist, and his bronze skin looked very sexy under the lamp. He wiped his hair and said lazily, "Who came just now?" ?”

"The housekeeper." Jian Qiaoxin turned his face away: "He came to ask if the gift is in the warehouse."

Yan Gan sat down on the sofa: "Return to the warehouse after registration."

Jian Qiaoxin let out a "hmm", he found that Yan Gan didn't like to use a hair dryer, that's fine, and he didn't like to rub his hair, so he just brushed his hair twice every time, and he didn't worry about catching a cold at all.

He sighed inwardly, walked to the sofa and sat down, took the dry towel that Yan Gan was about to throw aside, and wiped it for him naturally.

Yan Gan was noncommittal, raising his eyebrows: "Where is the gift you gave uncle?"

Jian Qiaoxin paused, her eyes wandering: "What, what gift."

"I'm asking you something." Yan Gan cocked his legs slowly: "Don't tell me you're not prepared."

Jian Qiaoxin stammered: "I'm ready."

Yan Gan raised his well-articulated hand, calming down: "Bring it."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin was very entangled in his heart. Finally, he took out a simple box from a cabinet and put it beside the table: "I can give it to you, but you have to promise me that I can't open it now."

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "What's the matter, if you dare not agree, you won't give it?"

Jian Qiaoxin's ears turned red, and he walked back to the sofa and took a towel to wipe his hair: "I also give it, but I might be a little unhappy."

"Tsk."

Yan Gan's eyes fell on the box, but he didn't go to take it: "Is this Cinderella's Moonlight Treasure Box? It's so mysterious."

Jian Qiaoxin glared at him, not to blame, but as if acting like a baby, and said softly, "This is not a fairy tale at all."

Yan Gan thought for a while: "You reminded me, isn't uncle telling you a story for a long time?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin gave him a hammer: "It's not about listening to me, it's about telling your son."

"It's all the same." Yan Gan said with a smile, "They're not all children anyway."

The two quarreled for a while, and fell asleep after the night darkened. Jian Qiaoxin had been suppressing drowsiness. He slept with his watch in his arms tonight. Now that he is heavier, he loves to sleep more. After waking up, he raised his wrist to take a look, and found that it was 58:2, which was [-] minutes away.

He quietly turned around and looked at Yan Gan's sleeping face.

There was a light on in the room, and the warm yellow light fell down. The man's sharp side face looked a lot gentler. He finally knew why Yan Gan loved to laugh. If his face was downcast, it would give people a sense of oppression. The sense of sharpness is not easy to let people relax their vigilance.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him carefully, and finally, the pointer clock slowly reached twelve o'clock.

He moved closer to Yan Gan, and said in a low, cautious voice, "Happy birthday."

The room was very quiet, as if you could hear a needle drop. After Jian Qiaoxin wished like a thief, she fixed her eyes on Yan Gan's face. After gazing greedily at the man's facial features, she was finally satisfied, and then turned around. and went to bed.

After the young man's breathing stabilized, Yan Gan behind him opened his eyes. The man's deep eyes stared deeply at the small ball curled up beside him. Time passed quietly, as if not moving.

Yoshihisa

Jian Qiaoxin felt cold in his sleep, and unconsciously arched into the man's arms. Yan Gan was silent for a moment, and put Jian Qiaoxin's cold hands and feet on his body to warm them up.

Forget it, so be it.

The next day

The weather is a bit gloomy, I heard that there is snow, and the foggy sky makes people feel a little depressing, because I stayed up late yesterday, and Jian Qiao woke up a little late.

He has to go to class today.

Because he is a novice father, many things cannot be thoroughly understood from the book, so Yan Gan invited him a teacher to teach him for a while every day.

Aunt Zhang took him downstairs: "You are a father for the first time, and there are many things you don't understand. The teacher will explain it to you, so you have to listen carefully."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "I know."

The teacher in charge of teaching him was a man in his 30s, gentle and gentle, and looked easy to get along with, which greatly relieved Jian Qiaoxin's nervousness.

The teacher came over and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Jian, my name is Yu, Yu Xiangyuan."

Jian Qiaoxin held his hand naturally, and said respectfully, "I'm Jian Qiaoxin. Hello, Mr. Yu. Nice to meet you. Happy New Year."

Yu Xiangyuan smiled: "Happy New Year, let's get to know your situation before class, so that we can provide better targeted teaching, is it convenient?"

Jian Qiaoxin was very cooperative: "Of course."

Yu Xiangyuan said: "I don't know if you usually do exercise at home?"

The word "sports" has a lot of meaning, and it's hard for people not to think about it.

Jian Qiaoxin blushed, turned her eyes away, Qiqi Ai Ai: "Well, I'm walking."

Yu Xiangyuan clicked yes, which was quite natural. He asked a few other questions and gave up after collecting information. As a top doctor, Yu Xiangyuan is not only very insightful about the patient's body, but also psychologically. The root cause of the disease.

At the end of the class, he said, "Mr. Jian, I think we can have a good chat."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback: "Huh?"

Yu Xiangyuan sat on the sofa. He smiled gently and made a pot of tea. He skillfully and smoothly moved: "If I'm not wrong, Mr. Yan should be very busy at ordinary times. Don't you try to keep your feet off the ground, and only do it at night." Do you have time to come back?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "Yes."

Yu Xiangyuan took a teacup and poured water into a row of teacups: "With all due respect, if you really care about this child, I suggest that you should get in touch with your husband more."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

"Perhaps you haven't noticed that your mood is a little unstable now." Yu Xiangyuan looked around the house with gentle eyes: "Of course this is normal. Women, especially men, more or less, before the due date Prenatal anxiety can be present for several months, and your reactions are normal."

Only then did Jian Qiaoxin feel relieved.

Yu Xiangyuan took a sip of tea lightly: "But this kind of emotion can't be let go. I can see that you are very dependent on your husband. I suggest you stay with him more. If the prenatal anxiety cannot be relieved, it will increase the risk of childbirth. Sex is not good for you or your child."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't understand these things either, and panicked when he was told that, he said: "But, Agan is very busy, and if he stays with me longer, it will affect his work. I can't stay with him for a long time, now tonight ...We slept together, does that count as contact?"

Yu Xiangyuan smiled slightly: "Of course, but this is not enough. I can see that you are a very considerate person, but Mr. Jian, please forgive me for asking, have you communicated with Mr. Yan about these concerns?"

Jian Qiaoxin nana: "You can see this without communicating..."

"Husbands and wives need to communicate. Mr. Yan has a lot of things to do every day. If you don't talk about some things, he will inevitably be negligent." Yu Xiangyuan's voice is gentle, like gurgling water that calms the heart: "I think you need to talk."

Jian Qiaoxin was silent, and he also agreed with the teacher's words. Sometimes when he thought about it, there seemed to be a lot of communication between him and Yan Gan.

One is that I am afraid to trouble him, and the other is that I am afraid of being rejected.

How could you be ashamed to trouble someone too much, if you were rejected, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

Jian Qiaoxin took a deep breath: "Thank you, Mr. Yu, I will consider it. After talking with you, I have benefited a lot. May I ask where you are in high school?"

Yu Xiangyuan's conversation is extraordinary, and his whole body is covered with a scent of books, which can be seen from everyone's background.

Sure enough, Yu Xiangyuan smiled: "Don't dare to be a doctor, it's a doctor's duty, and Mr. Yan and his wife entrusted me to see you today."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes lit up, and she was a little curious: "I know your wife?"

"Of course." Yu Xiangyuan waved his hand: "Aren't you filming your wife's scene? Not long ago, Yang Yang and I attended Mr. Yan's birthday party together."

"..."

A terrible conjecture lingered in her mind, and Jian Qiaoxin was terrified.

He hesitated, "Excuse me, is it Director Yan?"

Yu Xiangyuan nodded: "Exactly."

? ? ? ?

Director Yan and Teacher Yu are husband and wife? !

Wife, by this title, Director Yan is Teacher Yu's wife?The information content was too much, and Jian Qiaoxin almost didn't accept it.

When Yan Gan came back at night, he still hadn't recovered a bit.

Yan Gan hung his suit jacket on the clip, walked to the side and sat down: "What are you thinking about?"

"No..." Jian Qiaoxin shook her head subconsciously, but was surprised again: "You're back?"

Yan Gan gave a "tsk" and raised his eyebrows: "Why, you don't want to see me?"

Jian Qiaoxin: "No."

He told what Dr. Yu taught him today, but he hesitated when it came to the heart-to-heart conversation between the two of them.

Seeing him stammering, Yan Gan said, "Why, did you speak ill of me behind my uncle's and doctor's back?"

"……No!"

Jian Qiaoxin thought about it, and it is true that there should be no communication like this anymore. For the sake of the child, he should also communicate with Yan Gan, right?

Jian Qiaoxin raised her face and looked directly at Yan Gan: "Mr. Yan, can you spend more time with me?"

Yan Gan was taken aback for a moment, it is rare for a man who dominates the mall to have such a shocking thing.

Jian Qiaoxin was a little annoyed, and he smiled wryly: "Actually, that's not what it means, it's just that I want to spend more time with you. Teacher Yu said that I seem to be a little anxious, but I don't feel it myself. Don't get me wrong. If you are busy, forget it. , in fact, I also..."

"it is good."

The person who was eloquent paused, Jian Qiaoxin raised his face and looked at him: "What?"

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "Yes."

So simple?

Jian Qiaoxin didn't expect the communication to be so smooth. He hesitated and said, "Can I really stay by your side? But are you busy?"

The attendant outside the door brought in the food. After Yan Gan asked people to put the food on the table, he pulled the person to sit down and said lazily, "But you will be very good, and you won't disturb me, will you?"

Jian Qiaoxin subconsciously said, "Yes, I will definitely not cause you any trouble."

Yan Gan served him a bowl of rice: "The company really can't get away now, you can stay in my office, if you don't feel bored."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Is there a bed?"

He just loves to sleep, and everything is boring, so sleep is enough.

A smirk curled up on the corner of Yan Gan's mouth, and he was not serious: "It's not good to spread prostitution in the daytime, children, don't mess with Chao Gang."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he glared at Yan Gan: "That's not what I meant."

Yan Gan said: "I know, I am teasing you."

Now Jian Qiaoxin doesn't vomit very much, and Yan Gan doesn't hug him anymore after eating, but this doesn't mean that this kid has stopped showing his presence.

At night, Jian Qiaoxin was lying on the bed reading a book. Just as he was about to change his position, his thigh suddenly twitched, and a huge pain came from him, which made him tremble, and the book in his hand fell on the quilt.

Yan Gan, who was sitting at the desk, looked up: "What's wrong?"

Jian Qiaoxin covered her legs and shook her head: "It's okay."

Yan Gan came over with strides, lifted the quilt forcefully and took a look, as expected, he was cramping again, he sighed inwardly, took off his shoes and sat on the bed.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "You work..."

"Don't move." Yan Gan put his leg on his body, and gently pinched him to relieve the pain: "How old is he, and if it hurts, don't you know how to call someone?"

Jian Qiaoxin was leaning on the bed, he gasped lightly, and said softly, "I often have tics, such trivial things don't always need to cause trouble."

Yan Gan's face sank, he sneered, and pinched Jian Qiaoxin's face in retaliation: "Come on, what are you talking about is the big deal?"

"hiss."

Jian Qiaoxin covered her face in aggrieved way, pitifully.

Yan Gan didn't talk back when he saw him, he just looked like a little quail, like a young daughter-in-law who has been pissed off, and he laughed angrily: "I think you are ill."

Jian Qiaoxin curled her lips: "Aren't you treating me right now?"

"Treat you?" Yan Gan was still giving him the button, angrily: "Uncle has never served anyone like this in his life."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, and looked up at him. The small emotions in his heart that had been taught were gone. The room was fully heated, and the warm yellow light fell on Yan Gan's shoulders. He lowered his face, as always The sharp side face appeared unprecedentedly gentle.

Jian Qiaoxin's heart moved, and a smile slowly stained his eyes.

Yan Gan, I probably never liked anyone so much in my life, you are so kind, no one can be better than you.

闫氏

Standing in the Yan's Building in the financial center of City A, Yan's started in real estate in the early years. Since the new president took office, Yan's has developed in many ways, and it has become better and better in the information and financial sector. Many short videos are popular among young people. The games are all developed by Yan.

Jian Qiaoxin followed Yan Gan to the elevator from the underground parking garage, still a little sleepy.

Yan Gan glanced at him sideways: "Do you regret it? Shall I ask someone to take you home again?"

"No." Jian Qiaoxin was wearing loose clothes today and a fluffy down jacket, so it didn't look like he was pregnant at all. He yawned and tears filled his eyes: "I'm like this even at home, let's go to bed early Get up early and be healthy."

When he was at home before, Yan Gan would leave at six or seven in the morning, but he continued to sleep until mid-morning. This time, because he wanted to stay with him, he woke up early with the man.

Yan Gan was noncommittal, and led him to the special elevator.

As soon as he arrived at the general office floor, Secretary Li in the glass room greeted him. When he saw Jian Qiaoxin, he was taken aback: "Mr. Jian... Ma'am?"

Jian Qiaoxin was inexplicably embarrassed, and he said, "Just pretend I don't exist."

Secretary Li said thoughtfully, "I understand."

Yan Ganmai walked towards the office, and ordered as he walked: "Send the work schedule to my mailbox, and all social outings can be pushed or pushed."

Secretary Li nodded: "Understood, I will send it to you within 10 minutes."

"Yeah." Yan Gan pushed open the door and let Jian Qiaoxin in before saying, "Go and buy some toys for him to play with and relieve his boredom."

If Jian Qiaoxin hadn't wanted to kick him because there were outsiders here, he said to Secretary Li: "No, no, why don't you find me two books to read, um... about parenting."

Secretary Li resolutely ignored the president of Saobao: "Okay, madam, if you have anything, you can tell me directly."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "Thank you."

So throughout the morning, Jian Qiaoxin witnessed with his own eyes how busy Yan Gan was. From the moment he sat down, he started approving documents. The number of people coming in and out during the past few hours has never been interrupted. People from different departments, big and small, hold different opinions. Documents to give instructions, interspersed with large and small meetings.

As for Yan Gan's blessing, the news of him in the office spread throughout the company overnight, but because he covered himself with blankets and was wearing loose clothes today, no one could tell that he was pregnant.

Now that Yan Gan had another meeting, Jian Qiaoxin came out to walk around by himself. There was a separate tea room on each floor, and he heard his name as soon as he approached.

A somewhat shrill female voice said: "Jian Qiaoxin is quite capable, and successfully became the first person brought to the company by the president."

"He's just a low-profile starlet. I guess the CEO is just playing around. Is it possible that he can really marry him?"

"That's definitely impossible. How can a pheasant match a phoenix?"

Jian Qiaoxin tightened her hand holding the water glass.